"Are we there yet?"
"..."
"Keith? Are we there yet?"
"..."
"Keith? Hello? Rich to Keith!"
"....can't you see that I am trying to think, Richard?"
"Ah-hah! You do hear me! Now, are we there yet?"
Keith turned himself around in his seat, facing the black-haired boy who was sitting right
behind him.
"Rich, mate, this is one of the very rare moments that I can keep my temper, but I can asure
you that I can lose it fast...very fast...No, we are not there yet. Could you shut up now?"
"Okay..."
-5 minutes later-
"Are we there yet?"
"That's it."
"London Eye?"
"NO, MY TEMPER!"
Keith turned himself around once again, this time, to pull Rich out of his seat and hold him
close to his face, while Nick and Nigella jumped up to hold the Punker down.
"Grab a hold of yourself, Keith!" Nick yelled while trying to remove Keith's hands from Rich's
throath.
"Can't do, Nick, got my hands full already!"
*KLONK*
The hands around Rich's throath loosened, and Keith fell back against the seat behind him.
Nigella stood next to him, holding a small bag.
"What's in there?" Rich asked after he catched his breath.
"Rune stones...always have them with me just in case..."
"Oh...I always had wondered how to use those..."
***
-Rick's place-
The four men were watching telly...or at least the white dot that was on the telly.
"You know, I was wondering..." Rick started.
"About what?" Vyv responded.
"How does a fly land on the ceiling?"
"Well, it has realy sticky feet because of all the poop it sat on."
"I don't mean THAT, Vyv, I mean... does it make a looping or does it rotate?"
Neil stopped watching the telly and looked at the two men next to him.
"Now that's a good question." he said.
"Maybe...the fly lands on it's back and turns itself around..."
"No, Vyv..."
"Why not?"
"It'll drop off the ceiling if it does that, farty."
"Oh, right."
The men shut up again.
"Maybe we should catch a fly and see what it does?" Mike suggested.
"Uh-huh..." Rick moaned.
"Did you know a fly can see things move faster than a human can see?" Neil mumbled.
"Oh realy?"
"Yeah, that's why we can slap them easily... they don't have enough time to respond."
"So that's why you always wait three minutes before you slap a fly!"
"Well, yeah. That's the least I can do, you know."
"You know what the fly does after it flies off in those three minutes?"
"No, what does it do?"
Rick made a zooming noise and stuck up his middle finger, causing the others to laugh.
"Flies can't do that, Rick. They don't have middle fingers..."
Rick sat up straight, and looked at Neil.
"Vyv?"
"What?"
"Could you get my electric fly swatter? It's laying next to you."
"Sure..."
Vyvyan handed the fly swatter over to Rick, who twisted a button on the fly swatter.
"Get ready to feel what a fly feels."
-Out of shot, Neil get's electrocuted by Rick-
"Oww."
"Shut up, Neil."
* * *
"..."
"Keith? Are we there yet?"
"..."
"Keith? Hello? Rich to Keith!"
"....can't you see that I am trying to think, Richard?"
"Ah-hah! You do hear me! Now, are we there yet?"
Keith turned himself around in his seat, facing the black-haired boy who was sitting right
behind him.
"Rich, mate, this is one of the very rare moments that I can keep my temper, but I can asure
you that I can lose it fast...very fast...No, we are not there yet. Could you shut up now?"
"Okay..."
-5 minutes later-
"Are we there yet?"
"That's it."
"London Eye?"
"NO, MY TEMPER!"
Keith turned himself around once again, this time, to pull Rich out of his seat and hold him
close to his face, while Nick and Nigella jumped up to hold the Punker down.
"Grab a hold of yourself, Keith!" Nick yelled while trying to remove Keith's hands from Rich's
throath.
"Can't do, Nick, got my hands full already!"
*KLONK*
The hands around Rich's throath loosened, and Keith fell back against the seat behind him.
Nigella stood next to him, holding a small bag.
"What's in there?" Rich asked after he catched his breath.
"Rune stones...always have them with me just in case..."
"Oh...I always had wondered how to use those..."
***
-Rick's place-
The four men were watching telly...or at least the white dot that was on the telly.
"You know, I was wondering..." Rick started.
"About what?" Vyv responded.
"How does a fly land on the ceiling?"
"Well, it has realy sticky feet because of all the poop it sat on."
"I don't mean THAT, Vyv, I mean... does it make a looping or does it rotate?"
Neil stopped watching the telly and looked at the two men next to him.
"Now that's a good question." he said.
"Maybe...the fly lands on it's back and turns itself around..."
"No, Vyv..."
"Why not?"
"It'll drop off the ceiling if it does that, farty."
"Oh, right."
The men shut up again.
"Maybe we should catch a fly and see what it does?" Mike suggested.
"Uh-huh..." Rick moaned.
"Did you know a fly can see things move faster than a human can see?" Neil mumbled.
"Oh realy?"
"Yeah, that's why we can slap them easily... they don't have enough time to respond."
"So that's why you always wait three minutes before you slap a fly!"
"Well, yeah. That's the least I can do, you know."
"You know what the fly does after it flies off in those three minutes?"
"No, what does it do?"
Rick made a zooming noise and stuck up his middle finger, causing the others to laugh.
"Flies can't do that, Rick. They don't have middle fingers..."
Rick sat up straight, and looked at Neil.
"Vyv?"
"What?"
"Could you get my electric fly swatter? It's laying next to you."
"Sure..."
Vyvyan handed the fly swatter over to Rick, who twisted a button on the fly swatter.
"Get ready to feel what a fly feels."
-Out of shot, Neil get's electrocuted by Rick-
"Oww."
"Shut up, Neil."
* * *